Viridity | Jungkook

One

It all began when everyone was crowded around a bonfire.
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The whole neighborhood and surrounding had came, bringing marshmallows and sparklers to light. There couldn't have been anyone older than 25.
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We were all young and careless, not having a worry about studies or responsibilities. It was ideal, almost perfect.
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That was the first time I met Jungkook. Officially.
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He was one of the youngest there, and so was I. However, my social status was on a higher level than his, yet he seemed content where he was.
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Jungkook had been the first to break into the bag of marshmallows, a chorus of cheers ringing out into the night sky by everyone. He took his time to hand them out to everyone who came to running up to him with sticks.
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"Yah, there's only one left," I whined, pouting playfully up at Jungkook. I had been the last in line.
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A sweet smile spread to him face, his straight teeth catching on his bottom lip. "Take it... um..."
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At this time, he didn't know my name.
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"Benji," I replied, my eyes flickering from the last marshmallow in his hands back to his eyes. I raised my eyebrows to him.
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There was a long pause before his too raised. "Oh! Jungkook, Jungkook." He grinned way too sweetly, but cute.
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"Okay, Jungkook, no, I won't. You were the one who wanted it first, you know?"
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He just shook his head, and nodded toward a small bag by the pile of logs for the fire. It was only a few yards away. "Nah, there's more anyway. Here."
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Jungkook already had a stick tucked under his arm, which he stabbed the marshmallow onto before walking over to the roaring fire.
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I couldn't help but gaze at his eyes, seeing the reflection of the flame flicker and crackle. He never once looked back at me.
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Suddenly, I heard him 'tsk' as Jungkook pulled the stick away from the fire. "Nice and toasty, Benji." He took a moment to blow on the marshmallow before pulling it off, then blowing on it some more.
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I could feel my mouth forming into a smile I couldn't control.
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"Ah!" He grinned down to the marshmallow before holding out for me.
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I took a step closer before gripping the sweet between my teeth, my lips wrapping around Jungkook's fingers. Slowly, I pulled my bite away, eyes keeping focused on his that were now gradually growing wider.
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My mouth made a smacking sound, content that it hadn't left any traces of marshmallow behind.
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So maybe I was a little forward, but I had fell for Jungkook. He was almost a mystery.
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He had always been in the neighborhood it seemed, yet I never saw him around our small town. It had only been the summer of 2017 that he came out to one of Namjoon's gatherings.
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The youth in our town always loved a good time, but Jungkook never came.
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"Thanks," I finally said to him.
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His doe eyes blinked as he shook his head. "Yeah... yeah," his words trailed off.
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The night continued, Namjoon connecting his phone to the speakers of his car while he blasted western alternative and indie music. Many of us danced, and I tried to get Jungkook to do so with me. It ended up with him just awkwardly moving his feet, looking around at his surroundings.
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It was certain he was making sure no eyes were on him.
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"You need to loosen up, Jungkook-ah," I laughed, grabbing his hands and shaking his arms. His head snapped around to look at me. "No one cares what anyone is doing."
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He bit his bottom lip, eyes flickering between the both of mine. "Sorry."
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I waved him off, pulling him closer to me. "Apology not accepted."
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My arms hooked around his neck, swaying back and forth to the music as he held my hips. "Just focus on me," I told him. "Okay?"
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He nodded, eyes never leaving mine. His brown gaze sparkled, pink lips inviting enough for a kiss.
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Normally, I would be down to kissing a stranger, but not Jungkook. First of all, he seemed like the person who would be on the contrary of that. Second, I cared more about knowing the boy.
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With that, I began to believe he felt the same. Especially since that night wasn't the last I heard from Jungkook.
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                        * ¤ * ¤ *
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A/N
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I've seen spaces on a few fics out there and thought it looked quite nice ♡